My Husband once preached a message called Commitment, I know someone left changed that night. It was that message that inclined my ideas to this testimony. I hope it is encouraging to know that God is still working it all out!
An innocent child exposed to the reality of this world & from then she went a hundred different directions, chasing that one high that would never keep her satisfied. Her heart was soft with good intentions she meant no harm to anyone, but her mothers heart was being broken with worry and discontent; hoping God would protect her from that same path she once chose. She later spent the night in a jail-cell for DUI and Possession, which she barley remembered. In an attempt to escape addiction, friends & life as she knew it, she plotted her next adventures to California where a new life was awaiting, but as she was at work she would ponder her decision, the two in the back was listening and waiting for that prime opportunity to tell her they believed in her. Did, oh yes they did! One told her in the late hours of the sonic parking lot and the other told her through his presents that could be felt just enough to know. He was quiet and subtle, oh and so patient with her as well. The other one not so, using every prime opportunity to spend time and make moments with her that would last. The subtle one told the persistent one to ask her. (Ask her where?) To ask her out of coures! He did ask her and she went...Running around the house trying everything on, nothing fit right or matched the way she desired, finally she settled for her mothers over-size brown turtleneck sweater and the only decent brown flow skirt she owned. Her hair was slung back into a messy dew, she didn't have her normal Justin Boots on, but an unfamiliar high heel.
Once again she found herself in the unknown. Where was that subtle one in the back at her work place? She could not see or hear him, but yet she knew he was close by. Days flew by quickly into Autumn...One morning she rose up from the water that purges. A cleansing unseen to the natural human eye, but understood through a revelation of the spiritual. That night she picked her knee up from an alter of repentance, where she poured her heart out once again at the foot of the master. She went to sleep that night baptized of the water and of the spirit. She never knew the high she searched for would be found between the fine pages of a thick black book.
She married the persistent one. She gave her life on earth of commitment and love to him, his persistence paid off. He hasn't seen that same mad & crazy wild child since she came back from the alter that night, but rather comes home to needles & thread & the constant humming of the sewing machine. I'm sure he is satisfied now. He won his fight against time and the dangerous battle of the love of ones heart. He supports & spoils her as much as he can. She is his most precious jewel and he is her most prized possession. She always wants to be kept in the arms of security. She married Mr. Persistent, but the arms of protection are the subtle ones wrapped around her daily. Mr. Persistent leaves for work in the dark of the morning and comes home in the dark of the late evening. The subtle one is always there. He keeps her company and never leaves her side. She longs to please him and do as he asks of her. She still can not see him, but knows one day she will... Coming out of the clouds of glory with the sound of a trumpet coming for her in the blink of an eye! Not so subtle, not even subtle at all. She knows that day will be here soon, so she is like the clay of the potters, constantly being shaped, molded, and corrected. "Favor is deceitful, and beauty is vain; But a women that feareth the Lord, she shall be praised." Proverbs 31:30
Jessica Jean -- 21 Years of age did take an adventure to SanFransisco California, but with Mr. Persistant. (It was more of a vacation) She kept her residence in Ketucky. She is still married to her Love for a year and 7 short months. She searches no more for a high, but rather the "depths" of the holy high given only through her father from above. Truly serving the Lord, Jesus Christ (the subtle one) since November 17, 2006. Saved by grace she is still pressing forward to win the fight agianst her own flesh and her enemys that try to wedge war agianst her. For the true day of her salvation is at hand, the day of judgement awiats her and a report that say's, "Well done my good and faithful servant."
November 17, 2007
A day that changed my life forever more.
Thank You for reading & God Bless!
By: Jessica Jean
Lately I have had the worst time trying to pick out a theme for my house. I love everything and anything creative and fun from bright and spunky to calming mellow to just plain Amish. I live in the middle of no where with lots of wonderful acreage on both sides of us (I want a farm so bad with cows and chickens and a big garden and all....) well my house doesn't have to look country bumpkin, I can not settle on a theme I really need help. I do have a couple things to keep in mind before helping me... To Me:Less is more. Bright colors open up a room. Dark colors make me wanna cuddle up and go to sleep. my house is small. You see my kitchen from the front door. I want my house to look sophisticated, simple but appealing and snazzy to the eye. I think dark is comfy, but dark.my love thinks dark is Dark.
See the great green I was telling you about, huh what do ya think?
Here's a plan my Love says is "unrealistic we only have 10ft ceilings in the spair bedroom. "oh no biggy we'll (meaning him) just tear the ceiling out duhh & make it cathedral like the living room and when the roof caves in we can worry about it then..." 
this bedroom appeals to me!
Sometimes while enjoying the sweet blissful tasts of sweets I have to just stop and say, "It's your second peice Jessica, no offence, but it's time to stop. Stop now, hey I said stop!!!"
Lately I have had so many 
